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The Billionaire's Sex Slave novel Chapter 66

I haven't accomplished anything since what happened to us on the beach. Andrius and I did nothing but wreak havoc on ourselves in that place. Fortunately, despite knowing what had transpired to Andrius and me, Aiza was not upset with me for what I did. She believed it was still a good opportunity to turn them in our hands. Aiza also wishes exact vengeance on Andrius' mother. I'm not against anything she does, but I feel like I've become a burden to her because I'm no longer helping her, which seems OK with her because she trusts me.

Aiza and I haven't made any plans since a month ago. Until now, we had just sat here wondering what we should do next. I haven't seen Andrius in a month, and I suppose that's exactly what I need because he already knows what my true goal with the two of them is. But I'm hoping he doesn't ask anyone to investigate and that he doesn't find out about Aiza; I'm worried if he finds out who Aiza really is, we won't be able to carry on with our plans.

"HAAAHHH!" I exclaimed, unable to think of anything to say. I'm also starting to feel bored here since I don't do much except sit and hold the phone, play games, read, and so on, and I've been becoming bored as of late.

Aiza, who was sitting, looked at me and peered at what I was doing. Even though she was just doing that already, I had no idea what was going through her head. We both raised our eyebrows as she looked at me, as if we were annoyed by each other's presence, but just for a few seconds. When we glanced at each other, we both burst out laughing. I wiped the corner of my eye, where a few tears had fallen as a result of our laughter. Because of what we did unexpectedly, we were like prisoners in a mental institution.

She grasped her chest as she recovered her mirth. When I thought she had returned her laughter, she took a long breath and then spoke. I just stared at her, waiting for her to say anything because when Aiza speaks, she is earnest and wants someone to listen to her. I shifted my seat and concentrated all of my attention on her.

"I didn't give you a month because I wanted to. I understand the emotion of being with someone who was once your world and everything, but get a grip on yourself. Remember what he did to you and why you're in his sight again." She took a mirror from the table next to her and handed it to me. "When you feel like backing away, look in the mirror at yourself and at the eyes he caused. Remember that no matter how horrible the world appears to you, he nearly completely removes your capacity to view it.”


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